You cannot stand alone, Against a sea of woe, If a man should fall in Paris, Is your blood the stronger? Is not your freedom less? Our only strength is Unity, Together we stand, Divided we fall. And if, many years from now, When you are old and grey,...
The flat bleak eastern european plains of Lincolnshire near The Romany Museum at Cowbit (pronounced 'Cubbitt') hosting The Big Top. I am talking with the clown in a dirty high-viz vest about artistic integrity,narrative,selling England by the pound. It is not the time. Lights have to be fixed and...
I...just...what ju..??? Say..WHUUUUUUT??? Um, buuuuh....???? I'm sorry. Perhaps I misheard you because I SWEAR you just told me that YOU WERE FUCKING RESIGNING FARAGE???? I'm struggling to find the words people...I have a massive red lump on my forehead right about now from the BIGGEST DOUBLE FACE PALM I've...
Apologies for no article yesterday I was in hospital having my fucking sides stitched up after they split wide open from spending the entire day PISSING MYSELF LAUGHING at what’s just happened… I mean, you are SHITTING me right??? I mean, seriously…you are taking the piss yeah? This is...
Not a headline we're likely to see given the Royals' love of killing wild animals. His dad wants to hunt foxes, his aunt thinks it's OK to gas badgers and his grandad used to shoot tigers and elephants (from a safe distance). Harry was also questioned by the Police...
'Idiot Compassion' - the term used to describe the single action or habitual pattern of interfering with or supporting other people's dramas without first determining whether lending your advice or energy is appropriate; not allowing others to move through their own experiences and become empowered. Idiot compassion is usually...
The day the earth changed,subtly,Kevin was sitting in her garden taking in the natural beauty of astutely blossoming plants whilst listening to a requiem for a dream; an urgent gasp of strings consorting as the planets aligned. It was all so apparently normal and benign that he failed to...
With all the fun and merriment We forgot about Mrs Jones,A widow who lives quietlyIn pain, but never moans. She often waves from her windowOr baby sits the boysIn fact, there are presents under the treeShe always buys them toys. She sang at the carol serviceOh what a wonderful voiceIt...
If I have a judgement, valuation or prejudice about you, it's not the colour of your skin I regard. I listen to your voice, its cadence and intonation, the way the v o w e l s form around your thoughts. Wherever you come from, eh? Because that, that,...
No matter what they say, We're all the same. Deep down inside, We all feel pain. By taking a side, what's there to gain? A sense of pride? An ounce of fame? The same old lies, Told again and again. Emotional cries, A show of strain. The world...
